Just now she was outside the door with Mrs. Wen, and she heard Jiang Jiu ask Wen Xili to replace her.

As soon as you come, you have to change people, which is too cruel.

Wen Xili frowned, and did not speak, he looked away and looked at his legs.

His legs were braces and he looked intact on the outside, but the broken hamstrings and tendons needed constant exercise to get him back to walking like a normal person.

"How long will it take me to stand up?"

"I can't say for sure," Coco walked in and looked at his legs, "This is a comminuted fracture, even if it is a lifelong disability, it is not impossible, you don't want to climb to the sky in one step, at least half a year, more than a year, and slowly recover." ”

The man lowered his face and did not speak again.

On the way back, ginger wine seemed very silent.

Mrs. Wen sat next to her, carefully observing her face, and was relieved to see that ginger wine only looked tired.

Back at Wen's house, Jiang Jiu didn't say anything, only asked Mrs. Wen for the direction of the guest room, and went upstairs to rest alone.

Maybe she was too tired, or maybe she saw Wen Xili, she fell asleep all of a sudden, and she didn't even have a dream.

When I woke up, it was already dark outside the window, and the manor was very quiet, and Jiang Jiu sat up from the bed with a yawn, and heard the noisy noise coming from downstairs.

Because he heard the screams of children, Jiang Jiu hurriedly went downstairs, and saw Wen Xiangliu lying on the ground and rolling on the ground, howling deafeningly.

"What's wrong?"

Jiang Jiu asked curiously, and saw Mrs. Wen in the crowd walking over with Jiang Ci.

Jiang Xiaoci had a bruise on his white and pure little face, Jiang Jiu hugged the person in distress, frowned and asked Mrs. Wen, "What's the matter?" ”

A look of embarrassment appeared on Mrs. Wen's face: "Uh......"

Wen Xiangliu, who was originally rolling on the ground, didn't know when to sit up, and Jiang Jiu found that both of his eyes were lighter and turned into panda eyes.

He pointed his little finger at Jiang Ci in Jiang Jiu's arms, and said angrily: "He beat me!" ”

Jiang Jiu looked at the bruises on Wen Xiangliu's face, and then at the abrasions on Jiang Ci's face, his expression became a little serious, and he put the child down and let Jiang Ci stand in front of her.

"Xiao Ci, did you beat him?"

Jiang Ci pursed his lips: "Hmm." ”

"Why did you hit him?"

"He did it first."

"Don't spew blood!" Wen Xiangliu stopped doing it, ran over slowly, and complained to Jiang Jiu, "It was the clown eight monsters who came to beat me first!" He lied! ”

Jiang Ci raised his head and looked at Jiang Jiu, "He tore up my painting." ”

"Hmph. What is precious about your paintings? Who told you not to lend me your drawing board, stingy! ”

Jiang Jiu listened to the words of the two of you, and gradually knew what happened when she was sleeping just now, no wonder Mrs. Wen was so embarrassed.

Wen Xiangliu is used to being domineering in the Wen family, as long as he asks for it, there is nothing he can't get.

Jiang Ci woke up from a nap and painted downstairs, was seen by Wen Xiangliu, was forcibly snatched of the drawing board, and his works were torn off, and in a fit of anger, he taught him a lesson.

Ginger glanced at the spilled drawing paper on the ground, walked over and picked up a piece of paint, which still had undried paint.

She was silent, and the nannies and servants around her were silent, and no one dared to speak again.

Wen Xiangliu also seemed to sense the strangeness of the atmosphere, and raised his head to look at Jiang Jiu, "He hit me first, don't you want to cover him?" ”